Helga:Cause...cause I guess I don't hate you as much as I thought, ok? I guess maybe I even kind of like you a little. Heck I guess you could even say that I like you a lot.
Arnold:You do? You did this..for me?
Helga:That's right, hair boy! I mean, crimeny, what else are you supposed to do when someone you love is in trouble?
Helga:You heard me, pal! I love you! Love you! Who else do you think has been stalking you night and day, building shrines to you in a closet, filling volumes with books of poems about you? I love you, Arnold. I've ALWAYS loved you, ever since I first laid eyes on your stupid football head. And from that moment and every moment since I've lived and dreamed for you, dreamed for the moment I could finally tell you my secret feelings, to grab you and kiss you and...oh, come here you big lug!
Arnold:I'm confused...did you just say that you...love me?
Helga:What, are you deaf?!
Gerald:Not now? Who the-
Helga:Oh Arnold, just hold me.
Arnold:I-I-I-I need to think.
Helga:Yes, I suppose you'll have to do the thinking for both of us now, darling.
Arnold:Woah. This is all happening too fast. I feel- I feel dizzy.I need to lie down.
Helga:Wonderful, I'll go with you.
Me:Yeah you will!!!
Helga's Sassy Gay Friend:Way to go, ya big slut! Good for you!